Nori's Delta (Delta Team Three #1) - Lori Ryan Page 0,44

other woman.

She took her own clothes off as quickly as she could and then lay back on the bed and watched him, her mouth watering as he came down on top of her and his shaft found her center. He held himself there, hovering at the entrance to tease and taunt in a way that was maddening. When he dipped his head to kiss her but still didn’t enter her, she wriggled and thrust her hips up trying to get him to give her what she so desperately needed.

God, she needed him with a desperation she never thought she’d feel with a man.

He groaned and slid himself into her, an inch, two. So damned slowly, she whimpered.

“Please, Heath,” she said on a gasping breath. “More.”

“More?” He teased even as he pushed into her another two inches before pulling back out.

“Heath.” This time it was more command than plea and he listened, driving into her with one smooth motion that sent her muscles tightening around him.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him close as he kissed her. She thrust her hips with every thrust of his own, wanting him deeper, harder, more.

She wanted everything from this man.

He bit her lower lip as one hand went to her nipple to pinch and she was done. She climaxed hard and seconds later, she felt him thicken and come inside her but he didn’t stop pumping into her as she cried out.

He captured her cry with his mouth and slowed his strokes as her muscles continued to tense in orgasm.

He collapsed on top of her in a heap. A heap she reveled in, the weight of him pressing down on her as she kept herself wrapped around him. She didn’t want this to end. Didn’t want to go to sleep because that would mean waking up to the reality of her doing a job that would put an end to this escape they’d found together.

If she did her job well, this would end in a matter of days. And with the end of the trip, she would lose him. Again.

Chapter 22

Heath had been awake more than an hour just holding Eleanor. She stirred in his arms. Since it was only three in the morning, he knew he should let her sleep. He moved to pull back, to let her roll over and fall back to sleep, but she had other ideas, apparently.

She ran a hand up his chest and began to kiss the tattoo over his right pec. It wasn’t anything that would identify him as military or special forces. That could lead to torture if he was ever captured or blow his cover when he went in someplace with a false identity.

This was Kermit the frog. Kermit made him smile so it was what he’d put on his chest. Ms. Piggy was on his shoulder blade.

Of course, at the moment with the way she was running her tongue over Kermit, it was doing a hell of a lot more than make him smile. His whole body hardened, going on alert and screaming for him to roll her under him and take her again and again until she screamed his name.

“Damn, woman. You need to sleep.”

“Do you want me to go to sleep?” she asked, all innocence and sunshine in her tone.

“God, no.”

She laughed at that and he ran his hands over her body. He’d always loved her body. She said she was too skinny and he guessed some guys might think that. But he wouldn’t change a thing about her. She was long and lithe, but still soft just where she should be. Soft enough for him to lose himself in the feel of her.

And at the moment, she was melting into his touch and he was powerless to get up and walk away. To give her the rest he knew she needed.

“Nori,” he rasped out.

This time, he planned to love her slowly, thoroughly, wringing every ounce of pleasure from her before taking his own.

He rolled on top of her, keeping his weight on his good arm as he worked his mouth down her body. He trailed his tongue over her collar bone before finding his way to one breast. It shouldn’t be so damned enticing when he ran his tongue over the peaked nipple, but it was.

He let his teeth catch her soft skin gently and was rewarded with her moans and pants as he made his way south.

“Heath,” she whispered wriggling beneath his touch.

He slid a finger into